As soon as Li Jiu opened his eyes, he arrived in Chang'an.
In the peaceful and prosperous age, under the emperor's feet, the capital registered permanent residence was obtained. At first glance, it seemed like a blessing, but upon closer inspection, it was revealed that it was the beginning of a collapse of heaven.
The original owner's father came from a poor family and worked his way up to the position of governor of Jingzhao. Unfortunately, he died of exhaustion in office, leaving her with only a pair of young siblings.
After she left and the tea cooled, her fiancé turned around, climbed a high branch, and quickly broke off the engagement with her.
People all over the city lamented: How can a weak woman, carrying two oil bottles, survive in the city of Chang'an where people spend so much money?
Li Jiu, who opened a teahouse in his previous life: Then go back to your old business.
Setting up small stalls and opening a shop, from tea eggs, sour plum soup, and perilla drinks to cola, pearl milk tea, and taro balls, Li's tea shop has made its way through Chang'an's food circle.
Guests praise her drinks for their delicious taste, and the snacks served with tea are even better.
Li Jiu smiled but said nothing: Thanks to modern civilization.
As the business grew, the house was renovated and the teahouse opened on the second floor.
She leaned against the window and looked down. There was a lively Nuo opera in the West City. A young man was dancing shirtless, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and beads of sweat rolled down his ridge.
Li Jiu is satisfied: delicious food in hand, beautiful man in sight, these days, even if the gods come, they will not change!
The regretful fiancé turned back to express his goodwill, but before he could finish his words, the rumored cruel and cruel Marquis Wu An threw a spear and said in a cold voice: "Get out! This is the future mistress of the Marquis Mansion."
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Xie Xingjian has a reputation for being evil and is a famous "living king of hell" in the army, and everyone avoids him.
After returning to Beijing after being awarded the title of Marquis for his military exploits, his eyes often fell on the fair-skinned and beautiful proprietress of the Li family tea shop.
The high-ranking lady in the past was now working as a bartender selling drinks. Her smile was full of smiles, but he was missing from her eyes.
Xie Xingjian gritted his teeth when he saw her eyes shining brightly at the group of young people performing Nuo opera in the West Market, looking like she wanted to squeeze a handful of them with her hands.
Back in Tanzhou, who stared at his abdominal muscles without blinking, and stuffed the largest bag of reward money into his arms?
Now I have completely forgotten about him!
Xie Xingjian silently unbuttoned her collar.
It doesn't matter if she forgets, he has plenty of ways to remind her.
[Instructions for consumption]
1. It is a semi-imaginary account of the Tang Dynasty, and there are many private buildings. Please do not conduct any research.
2. Food management, daily flow, and emotional lines.
Mission: Food is the first priority for the people
